1 Work by LalondeBii
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I’ve been dreaming of my death more often lately.
In my dream I’m in love with a man who I’m sure doesn’t love me in return. And he’s telling me something, and he seems urgent, demanding almost. But I can’t understand the words and a part of me, the dream me, doesn’t want to listen anyway. I do though.
All I know is that it’s the beginning of the end.
You ask why I'm mentioning this man- isn’t my death the more interesting part of the story? Well, maybe. I would have thought so, just an hour ago. Not now, of course.
Because now, I'm wide awake. And he's standing right in front of me.